Tag Archives: Dad
A Catch With Dad – Part Two
My father’s relationship with video players began because he loved me. He bought a video recorder and player in 1982. My father was frugal, more patient than impulsive. Video recording was a new technology and very expensive at the time. … Continue reading →
Posted in Passions
|
Tagged Dad, Father, Field of Dreams, Memoir, Playing catch, Video rental shop, Videocassette recorder, videotape
|
Leave a comment
A Blog of My Own by Patti 